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Copyright © 1997, Baron Darkside. ALL Rights Reserved
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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by writing mrdouble@mrdouble.com.
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(1) Disclaimer One: This Is A Work Of Fiction; It Is Not True!
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While Some Characters Who Appear In This Story May Be Under The Age Of
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Eighteen, They Are Not Abused And No Abuse Is Intended Or Implied (If
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You Disagree With My Definition Of Abuse, I'm Sorry).
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(2) Disclaimer Two: If You Are Underage (Under The Age Of Eighteen
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(18)), Or In Locations That By Law, Preclude You From Reading Sexual
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Material, You Should Stop Reading This Material Now!!
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(3) Disclaimer Three: If You Are, Now Or Have Ever Been, Offended
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By Sex, Incest Or Any Other Subject Of A Sexual Nature, Please Avoid
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This Story. (I Would Also Suggest You Seek The Services Of A
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Psychologist.
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(4) Disclaimer Four: This Is For Adults, And Contains Adult Oriented
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Material. If You Are Not An Adult, Either Chronologically, Mentally
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Or Sexually, Please Do Not Read Any Further Or You Will Be Offended
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(Probably).
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(5) Disclaimer Five: The Author Of This Story Wishes To Remain
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Anonymous, However I Retain All Copy Rights.
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INCESTUOUS FANTASIES OF MOTHERS AND SONS
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Fantasy Number 33A
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(A VISITOR IN THE NIGHT)
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A Tale of Incest by Incestual Dreamer, a Baron of the Darkside
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Catherine Dempsey was growing more weary by the minute as she toiled
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up the trail behind her husband, Brian. She hoped they were nearing
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their campsite for the night. Brian had led the way most of the day,
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picking a path over and through the hot, dusty rocks while she and
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their son, Seth had obligingly followed in his footsteps.
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Catherine was getting a double dose of the hot rays of the sun as it
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beat down on her from above and bounced back up from the quartz
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speckled rocks below. She could hear Seth grunting and breathing
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heavily behind her so she stopped for a moment and glanced over her
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shoulder. She watched him climb up toward her for several moments,
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admiring his youthful build before she turned and started scaling the
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hot, glistening rocks once again.
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She could feel sweat running down between her big, heavy breasts and
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she knew that her shirt and shorts were drenched with the product of
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her effort. As she crawled over and around the super-heated rocks,
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her tight, clinging shorts chafed her crotch and rubbed her clitoris
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almost raw. After the whole day of climbing, she was so horny she
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could scream. If they didn't stop soon, she would probably rape her
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husband right in front of her son. As she struggled with her desire,
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they climbed higher and higher. Finally, the steep slope gradually
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began to flatten out.
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"I think we'll stop here for the night", Brian puffed as he stood
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trying to catch his breath from the climb. "There's supposed to be a
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stream somewhere near here where we can get some water."
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"Sounds like a winner to me," she groaned, staggering over to a tree
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and plopping down under it. "I'm too tired to go any farther anyway."
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They both watched Seth struggle up the path behind them and finally
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trudge up to them.
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"Wow, " he gasped, trying to catch his breath, "That last leg was a
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real killer. I didn't know if I was going to make it or not."
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"When you catch your breath," Brian laughed, "gather up some firewood
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while I'm putting up the tent. The sun will be going down pretty soon
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and a fire will feel real good."
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Sitting under the tree, Catherine watched Brian untie the tent from
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below his backpack. She could feel the sweat slowly begin to dry on
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her skin leaving it dry and gritty, making her feel even more
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miserable. At last, tired of watching Brian work, she got up.
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"I think I'll see if I can find the stream you were talking about,"
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she told him, dusting the dirt off her backside before she turned and
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started trudging away from the camp. She headed toward a grove of
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trees that looked promising. It was about 50 yards away.
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"I could use a drink of cool water," she muttered to herself, "but
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what I could really use is a bath."
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"I think there should be one over there where Seth is looking for
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wood," Brian hollered out to her as he stood up, wiping the sweat from
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his forehead.
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Even out in the woods, as sweaty and dirty as she was, she could still
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evoke a spark of desire, he thought to himself as he watched her walk
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away. He couldn't keep his prick from beginning to get hard as he
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watched his lovely wife head toward the trees, her enticing derriere
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swinging back and force deliciously. Shaking his head in
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appreciation, he hurriedly returned to the task at hand, hoping to
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take his mind off her alluring curves.
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Nearing the grove of trees, she could hear her son tramping through
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the trees as he looked for firewood.
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"SETH," she said loudly, brushing aside several limbs and stepping
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into the shade of a tangled mass of trees, "did you find the stream?"
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"Yeah," he grinned as he saw his mother emerge out of the bushes, "and
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it's got a nice pool that we can take a dip in. It looks like it is
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about three or four feet deep and not too cold. It looks just right.
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I think that I'm going to come back over here after supper and soak my
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feet."
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Her skin was gritty and irritated. The thought of taking a nice cool
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bath almost made her delirious.
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"I don't know if I can wait that long," she sighed, feeling the
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scratchy salt chafe her skin even as she spoke,
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"Maybe I'll go back and get a change of clothes and take a dip while
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you guys get the camp ready. Then I can fix supper while you two take
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your bath."
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"That sounds good to me," Seth said, following her as she backed out
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of the bushes and headed for the camp.
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His arms full of dead wood, Seth walked behind his mother, watching
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her firm, round behind oscillate back and forth with each step. He
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realized that it was wrong to think about her in a sexual way, but he
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couldn't keep from staring at her lovely behind as it frolicked about
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provocatively under the tight-fitting shorts she wore. Suddenly, he
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realized that he was getting a hard-on.
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"UNhpfff," he grunted as tripped over a large rock he hadn't seen
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because he had been so intently watching her swaying buttocks.
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"What did you say?" Catherine asked, stopping and turning around.
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As she did, she watched her son trying to keep the tottering tangle of
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wood in his arms from crashing to the ground.
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"Oh, Nothing," he mumbled, ashamed that he had almost been caught in
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the act of staring at her behind, "I just tripped over a darn rock."
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"Be careful," she cautioned him, wondering why his face was so red,
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"we don't need to carry you all the way back down the mountain with at
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broken ankle."
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"I will," he told her, regaining some of his composure as he still
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fought with the pile of wood, trying to keep it from falling to the
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ground.
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Trying his hardest to keep his eyes from returning to the delectable
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view of his mother's delightful rearend, Seth followed her on down the
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trail. But try as he did, he couldn't keep his eyes off the perfect
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roundness of her gorgeous ass.
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At last they made it back to the campsite without Seth falling again.
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Thankfully, his mother seemed oblivious to the stimulating effect she
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was having on him.
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"Did you find the stream?" Brian asked Catherine as she strolled back
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into the camp.
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"Yep," she grinned at him, eagerly anticipating the feel of the cool
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water on her skin. "And I'm going back and take a bath while you two
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finish getting the camp set up. Then I can fix supper while you two
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get cleaned up. How does that sound?"
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"Great," Brian chuckled, "it'll feel great to get some of this dirt
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washed off."
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Searching through her backpack, she finally pulled out another pair of
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crisp, clean shorts. Then a little more digging produced a matching
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shirt, socks, and a towel. Glancing over at the men, she saw they
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were both busy.
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"I should be back in about thirty minutes," she told Brian, giving him
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a suggestive wink when he turned and saw that she was headed toward
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the distant grove of trees again. "All fresh and clean."
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"I'll be waiting right here," he told her, smiling back at her.
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Father and son watched her make her way down the path, not taking
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their eyes off her until she disappeared into the trees.
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Neither of them said a word, but they had similar thoughts. The
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father trying to think of a way to get his lovely wife in the sack
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with their son knowing about it, while the son was busy admiring his
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mother's beautiful backside.
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Then they returned to their tasks. Brian soon had the tent up, the
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sleeping bags spread out inside it, and Seth had a roaring campfire
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going.
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"I think I'll go farther downstream and see if I can find some more
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wood," he told his father, "I don't think this will last very long."
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"Okay, but be back in twenty or thirty minutes," Brian told him,
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taking out the pots and pans out of his back pack and setting them by
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the fire.
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Heading away from the camp toward another clump of trees some fifty to
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seventy-five yards farther down the stream, Seth quickly faded into
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the mass of trees. Glancing over his shoulder, he could no longer see
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the camp. When he was out of sight of the camp, he turned and
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carefully began to make his way back up the stream staying hidden in
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the band of trees that bordered the stream. Slinking stealthily back
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up the stream, he moved as quietly as he could. Ever so cautiously,
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he stole back up the stream until he could hear his mother splashing
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about in the pool.
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He crept closer and closer until at last he was standing behind the
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thick brush at the edge of the pool. He was so close, he could hear
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his mother humming as she bathed in the water. With his hands shaking
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nervously, he cautiously eased apart some of the foliage and peered
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out onto the pool.
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He nearly passed out when he saw his mother. She was gloriously naked
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and standing toward the edge of the pool so that the water only came
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up to her knees. Staring out at her in disbelief, his mouth suddenly
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went dry. His eyes were immediately drawn to her big, pendant melon
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sized breasts as they wiggled and jiggled with her every move. They
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were beautiful. He felt his maleness instantly turn into a shaft of
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petrified steel as his eyes pored over her magnificent breasts. He
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couldn't imagine anything more beautiful than her great conical peaks
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of soft flesh that looked as if they had been sculpted out of pink
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marble. Each of the beautiful monuments was tipped with a resplendent
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rose colored cup of pebbled flesh and a huge strawberry like nipple
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defiantly jutting out from its center. Unable to keep his eyes off
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her beautiful tits, he watched them wiggle and quiver as she scooped
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up water and splashed it over her body.
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Seth didn't know how long he had been watching, but it seemed like
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hours before he could tear his eyes away from her majestic breasts.
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Not knowing how much longer he had, he swept his eyes quickly down
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over her flat, firm stomach to the dripping tangle of curly brown
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pubic hair that spread over her mons veneris like a profuse kinky
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forest.
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His cock was so hard it ached as he let his eyes drink in her erotic
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curves and hollows. It was all he could do to keep from bursting out
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from behind the bush and taking her in his arms. It was driving him
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crazy with desire. Finally, much to his disappointment, he saw her
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turn and carefully tread over to the bank. As she moved across the
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pool, he watched her melon-sized breasts bounce and bobble
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deliciously.
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She stood on the bank for a few minutes letting the soft breeze dry
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her before finally reaching down and picking up the towel lying on the
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ground. Wrapping the towel around herself, she covered her big
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breasts, hiding them from his view. Then she carefully stepped out of
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the pool onto the soft grass. Tossing her long, silken hair about
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happily, she quickly ran the towel over her plentiful charms, patting
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herself dry. Finally, tossing the towel aside, she stood on the bank
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enjoying the feel of the breeze on her skin unaware that her son was
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watching her from behind the bushes. Still indecently naked, she was
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now unknowingly offering him an entirely different perspective of the
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view that he had watched almost all day long. It was even more
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beautiful than he had imagined it would be.
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He couldn't imagine that there was a prettier ass anywhere in the
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world. It was firm, yet as soft and smooth as a baby's bottom, but
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so much more erotic. Staring at it he realized that it was shaped
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like an upside down heart with a deep sensual crack splitting it
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exactly in half before it faded up into her long, curving back. Just
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watching her bend down and pick up her shorts sent a quiver through
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his stone-hard penis and he had to struggle to keep from shooting his
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load in his pants. He watched with malicious perversion as she lazily
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pulled her shorts up her long, perfectly shaped legs. Then it
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suddenly dawned on him that she hadn't put her panties on first. This
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knowledge sent another paroxysm of excitement charging through his
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cock when he realized that she would be walking around camp all night
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without any panties. Unable to keep from groping himself, he watched
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her pull on her shirt down over her bulging breasts. Not only was she
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not going to wear panties, she wasn't going to wear a brassiere,
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either. He couldn't believe it. It was almost too much to handle
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knowing that she wouldn't be wearing anything under her clothes for
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the rest of the day. Unable to stop himself, he shoved his hand down
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into his pants and squeezed his swollen manhood, almost triggering an
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eruption when he did.
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At last she sat on the towel and pulled her shoes and socks on.
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Deciding that it was time for him to beat a hasty departure, Seth
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slowly slunk back down the stream leaving his mother, Catherine
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unaware that she had been the focus of his attention for the last
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fifteen minutes or so minutes.
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Seth found it extremely difficult to slink away quietly with his penis
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thrusting out of his crotch like a steel rod. Finally after some
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rough manipulations, he was able to maneuver its granite like hardness
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to a position that would allow him to walk without pain. Stealing
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through the brush with a baseball bat in his pants wasn't an easy
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task, he thought to himself as he stumbled into the next grove of
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trees. Rushing about, trying to find as much firewood as quickly as
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he could, he pictured his mother strolling back to the camp with her
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big, beautiful tits bobbling about freely under her shirt. He
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couldn't believe how bad he was, thinking about his mother the way he
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had been.
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Finally he had enough wood to make his trip seem plausible and headed
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back for the camp. As he neared it, he could see his mother standing
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by the fire with her back to him. His eyes involuntarily dove down to
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her pretty ass, drinking in the loveliness of its erotic roundness was
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made even more exciting by the knowledge that she wasn't wearing any
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panties under her shorts.
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"Oh, there you are," Catherine said turning as she heard him walking
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up, "I was getting worried about you."
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"Uh, there wasn't as much wood down there," he lied as he diverted his
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eyes away from her, "but I think I finally found enough to last the
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night."
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"Good," she smiled, watching him as he dropped the load of firewood by
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the fire, noticing that his face was once again bright red, "it looks
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like it might be cold tonight."
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Feeling his face flush with embarrassment, Seth turned away and walked
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over to his backpack. Stooping down, he rifled through it, hoping he
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could hide his shame.
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"Your father just left a couple of minutes ago."
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"He did," he blurted out, pulling out some clean clothes and standing
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up.
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Turning around, he saw his mother squatting down by the fire, leaning
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over stirring the contents of one of the pots. She didn't realize
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that her blouse was billowing out giving her son a repeat viewing of
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her splendid cleavage. Unable to keeps his eyes away from the expanse
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of naked flesh, he stood staring at her until she looked up to see why
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he hadn't left yet.
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"Why, uh," she started to ask until she saw him gawking at her
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breasts.
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Glancing down at her blouse, she saw that he could see right down her
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blouse onto her uncovered breasts.
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"Oh, Whoops," she mumbled, reaching up and jerking her blouse together
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and quickly buttoning it. "I didn't mean to spill out like that."
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"Oh, uh, I'm, uh, golly, bye," he stuttered, shuffling off toward the
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pool as quickly as he could, embarrassed beyond belief.
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Kneeling by the fire absently minded stirring supper, Catherine
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wondered why Seth had been blushing since they had arrived at the
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camp. She could see why he had been embarrassed when she caught him
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staring at her breasts. Still, that didn't explain his blushing
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episodes earlier. Maybe he was just sunburned, she thought, but
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doubted that that was the reason.
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Speaking of embarrassment, she thought, she was becoming so horny, she
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was afraid she was going to embarrass herself if she didn't get some
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of Brian's prodigious equipment and soon. Too bad they were all
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sleeping in the same tent, or she would definitely seduce him.
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Thinking about how well her husband was hung, she could almost imagine
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how good his big cock would feel inside her.
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She was growing hornier by the minute as she fixed supper. At last,
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supper was ready. Waiting on the men, she moved everything around so
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it would stay warm and wouldn't burn. Standing up and stretching her
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tired muscles she wondered if she should call the men. Then as she
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started to yell out, another improper thought flashed through her
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mind. She suddenly decided to sneak over and see if she could sneak
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a glimpse of her husband's magnificent cock before supper. Checking
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the food once again, she hurriedly strode out of the camp toward the
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pool. Moving as quickly as she could without warning them, she
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hastily made her way over to the stand of trees. Carefully threading
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her way through the tangle of woods, making as little noise as
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possible, it took her several minutes but she finally made it to the
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pool. Skirting the edge of the pool she looked for a place she could
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spy out on them. As she did, she caught glimpses of the men through
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the bushes.
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Unknowingly choosing the same bush Seth had used earlier, she secretly
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moved up behind it and furtively peeked out at her husband and son.
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Both men were standing in water that only came up to their knees. As
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she peered out, she saw that Brian was facing her and her eyes quickly
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dove down to his gigantic dangling penis. Just the sight of it was
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enough to send spasms of excitement coursing through her overheated
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pussy. She was still surprised every time she saw it. It was huge.
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Even soft like it was now, dangling down between his muscular thighs,
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it had to be at least eight inches long as it flopped about. As
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impressive as it was soft, she could picture it hard, standing at
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least ten or eleven inches tall. She could feel herself getting wet
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as she thought about how wonderful it would feel to have his wonderful
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hardness inside her. She hoped that the wetness she knew was seeping
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out of her womanhood wouldn't show as she glanced over at her son.
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Feeling a rush of guilt, she couldn't help admiring her son's muscular
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back. He certainly had a lovely behind, she thought to herself, as
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she let her eyes wander down his back over his hard buns and powerful
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legs. He had turned into quiet a well-built young man.
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Then just as she started to return her attention back to her husband,
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she saw her son slowly turn around until he was facing away from his
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father and directly facing her. She was stunned. She couldn't
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believe what she was seeing. She nearly gasped out loud in disbelief
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as she found herself staring at her son's enormous penis. The mammoth
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cock, engorged with blood hung down from his belly like a huge evil
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snake. She couldn't believe how huge it was. Not only that, it
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looked like he was getting a hard-on. But at the moment, it was still
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soft enough to flop about evilly as he brushed it with his hand. Even
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in its present state, it was two or three inches longer than his
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father's giant cock. But it was growing rapidly as it protruded out
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from his hairy groin. She knew she shouldn't even be looking at him
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or his inflated organ, but she couldn't bring herself to look away.
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Without warning, she felt her knees growing weak and she had to hold
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onto the bush to keep from falling as she felt the blood rush into her
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vagina. Then as if to confirm her depravity, she felt a stream of her
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juice squirt out of her womanhood and ooze down her inner thighs
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coating them with her slippery syrup. She couldn't ever remember
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spraying out so much juice. But even worse, she felt mortified to
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know that her son was the reason for it.
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Still, she couldn't make herself look away from him. Then to her
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dismay, she watched him slip his hand down to his man thing and
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roughly squeeze it.
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Unaware he was being watched by his mother, Seth glanced over his
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shoulder to see if his father was watching him. When he saw that his
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father wasn't watching, Seth slowly began to stroke his great cock
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gently.
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To his mother's horror and dismay, she watched on as Seth's cock began
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to grow even larger and more potent.
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"Seth," she heard her husband say as she nearly jumped out of her
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skin, "I'm going to go on back. I imagine Catherine has supper ready
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by now."
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"Uh, I, Uh, Okay," Seth stammered as he quickly sat down in the water
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to hide his jutting cock, "I'll be up there in a few minutes."
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Catherine saw that while she had been watching Seth, Brian had walked
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to the edge of the pool and was stepping out onto the grass. Hoping
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that her legs would still work, she silently stumbled back away from
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the bush and began to make her way back to the camp. It seemed to take
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her forever to reach the edge of the trees, but at last she was out in
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the open and hastily beat a retreat back to the safety of the camp.
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Arriving at the camp, she hurriedly bent down over the campfire and
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tried to look as if she had been there all along. Suddenly, she
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remembered that she had wet her shorts and looking down, she saw that
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the whole crotch was wet with her overflow. Quickly looking around for
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something to hide the telltale stain, she grabbed a canteen and
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quickly dashed water all over her pants. Standing up and brushing off
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the excess water she heard someone coming up the path toward the camp.
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"Oh, Great," she exclaimed for the benefit of whoever it was.
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"What's wrong?" Brian asked as he walked up to her.
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"Oh, I just spilled water all over my shorts," she whined, running her
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hands over her wet shorts.
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"Oh, are you sure you didn't wet yourself?" Brian laughed jokingly.
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"You men can be so gross sometimes," she complained, bending down by
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the fire, smiling to herself satisfied that her ploy had worked.
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"Where's Seth?" She asked innocently, "I thought he was with you."
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"Oh, he said he would be up here in a few minutes," Brian said,
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sticking a finger into one of the pots and tasting its contents.
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"Mmmmm, that tastes good."
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"Get your finger out of our supper," she ordered him, "and get the
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dishes out."
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Suddenly realizing how famished she was, Catherine dished up supper
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for Brian and herself. Sitting down under the tree, they opened a
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bottle of wine and began to eat. They had almost finished before Seth
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finally came tramping into camp. Incapable of resisting the
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temptation, she furtively glanced down at his crotch and saw that he
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was still bulging out importantly.
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"Your supper's on the fire," she told him, making a conscious effort
|
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to divert her eyes away from him afraid she would betray her guilt,
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"you're late so you have to dish it up yourself."
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"Okay," he muttered, going about filling his plate.
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They all ate their fill in silence.
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"Seth, take these dishes down to the pool," Brian told his son,
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handing him a flashlight, "and give them a good wash while we get
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ready for bed."
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"Okay," Seth said, flicking on the light and starting down the path
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toward the pool. "I'll be back in a little while, if the spooks don't
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get me first."
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"Be careful, there might be snakes out," his mother told him, not
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realizing the significance of her statement until it was out of her
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mouth.
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"Yes, Mother," Seth said sarcastically as he strolled away.
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The instant Seth was out of their sight, Brian pulled Catherine to him
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and gave her a long, wet kiss, driving his tongue into her mouth
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hungrily.
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As he hungrily kissed her, Catherine ground her big, soft breasts into
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his chest and forced her hand into his pants. She quickly found his
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jutting hardness and wrapped her hand around it.
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"My, God, I'm horny," Brian finally gasped as he quickly unzipped his
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pants. "It's too bad we only brought one tent. I sure would like to
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make love to you tonight."
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"I've been thinking about how good it would feel to have his big guy
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inside me all day long," she murmured, running her hand up and down
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his swollen manhood
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"Come on, quick, we have a few minutes before Seth comes back," she
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panted, grabbing his hand and tugging him into the tent.
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Once inside the tent, she pulled him down to his knees and recklessly
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attacked his shorts, jerking them down around his knees. As his pants
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went down, his great cock sprang forth hard and ready. Without a
|
|
pause, Catherine swiftly bent down and sucked him into her hot, greedy
|
|
mouth, consuming half of him in one savage suck. She heard him gasp
|
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with pleasure as she wrapped her hand around his cock and began to
|
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furiously beat his meat while she hungrily sucked on him. The
|
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savagery of her attack surprised him and rapidly drove him to the
|
|
boiling point. Like a woman possessed, she brutally drove her wet,
|
|
sucking mouth up and down his throbbing cock while her hands
|
|
frantically stroked his cock urging him toward a cataclysmic eruption.
|
|
Up and down, up and down went her head and hands, stroking him nearer
|
|
and nearer to his orgasmic climax. Urging him on with her mouth and
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hands, she drove him down the path toward gratification. Then,
|
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suddenly, she felt his cock swell out with preejaculatory
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anticipation.
|
|
All at once, Brian felt his balls lurch and spurt out a gusher of his
|
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thick, sticky cream, he felt Catherine thrust herself down on him,
|
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taking his entire cock into her mouth and throat.
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"OH, MY, OH, FUCKING, OH, MY, FUCKING, SHEEIT," Brian gasped as his
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cock jumped and jerked spewing out gusher after gusher of his dense,
|
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virulent semen out into her throat.
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Reacting uncontrollably, his hips thrust up time and time again,
|
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driving his huge, spurting cock deeper and deeper into his wife's
|
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throat. Then at last, the pleasure became too intense and he had to
|
|
jerk his cock out of the gripping confines of her throat.
|
|
Feeling him easing his cock out of her throat, she let it slide out
|
|
until only the giant, bloated head remained in her mouth. Biting down
|
|
on the barrel just below the swollen rim of his cockhead, she nipped
|
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the sensitive little cleft of flesh just below the corona of his cock.
|
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Keeping his cockhead imprisoned in her mouth she let his cock spit out
|
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the last few gobs of cum.
|
|
"MOM, DAD, I'm back," they heard from outside the tent, "and the
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spooks didn't get me."
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"Oh, Fuck," Brian cursed under his breath.
|
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Catherine quickly spit out his cock and sat up with an evil grin on
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her face.
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"You missed some," he grunted as a trickle of his cum dribbled down
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her chin.
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|
Quickly jerking his shorts up, trying to hide his obvious
|
|
malformation, he groaned in quiet misery.
|
|
"That's good," Catherine said loudly, running her hand across her
|
|
mouth, wiping her husband's offering from her lips, "just put the pots
|
|
and pans in your father's backpack. We're just getting ready for bed,
|
|
so it'll be a few minutes, okay?"
|
|
"Sure," Seth complained, "go ahead and treat me like your slave."
|
|
They heard the rattling of pots and pans as Seth went about cramming
|
|
them back into his father's back pack while Brian made sure that the
|
|
flap to the tent was closed. Smiling maliciously, Catherine slowly
|
|
slipped her tongue out and immodestly ran it around her mouth,
|
|
licking the rest of his discharge from her lips.
|
|
"Yummy, yummy," she whispered, "in My Tummy."
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"You're too much," Brian chuckled, sticking his feet into their
|
|
sleeping bag and easing his body down into it.
|
|
Unbuttoning her blouse, she carefully folded it and laid it down by
|
|
the edge of the sleeping bag. Knowing that Brian was watching her,
|
|
she made sure that her big tits wiggled and jiggled as much as
|
|
possible as she leaned down and slipped her shorts off.
|
|
"Damn, woman," Brian grunted in surprise, "you don't have any panties
|
|
on. You're a shameless hussy."
|
|
"I didn't hear you complaining while ago," she laughed softly.
|
|
Since her shorts were still wet, she laid them out by themselves so
|
|
they would dry. Finally sitting in the middle of the tent bareassed
|
|
naked, she slipped her feet into the sleeping bag and snuggled down
|
|
next to her husband.
|
|
"Are you going to sleep without any clothes on with Seth in the tent?"
|
|
He asked with disbelief.
|
|
"Sure, he can't see through the sleeping bag," she grinned at him as
|
|
she rubbed her big, soft butt up against him.
|
|
"I don't know if this is a good idea," he told her pulling her to him,
|
|
"we might end up waking him up later on, if I get horny again."
|
|
"That sounds inviting," she purred over her shoulder.
|
|
"SETH," she said loudly, "you can put the fire out and come to bed
|
|
now, we're both in our bag."
|
|
"Okay," he said, pouring a bucket of water on the fire, "I'll be there
|
|
in a minute."
|
|
Reaching behind her, she found Brian's cock and gently toyed with his
|
|
limp organ while they waited for Brian to come inside. She was still
|
|
aroused by what she had seen earlier, and love juice still oozing out
|
|
of her tingling womanhood. She wished that she could have Brian's
|
|
cock inside her, but that would have to wait. Maybe, after Seth was
|
|
asleep she could persuade Brian to diddle her. She would have to wait
|
|
and see.
|
|
Finally Seth stumbled into the tent.
|
|
"It sure got dark when I put out the fire," he fussed.
|
|
"Really," she laughed.
|
|
Both she and Brian listened as Seth readied himself for bed. At
|
|
last they heard him slip into his sleeping bag.
|
|
Waiting for Seth to go to sleep, Catherine thought back to the
|
|
afternoon when she had watched the men in the pool. She still
|
|
couldn't believe that her son's cock was so large, but then Brian was
|
|
big too. Maybe Seth had gotten his size from his father, but he had
|
|
improved upon it. She hated herself for thinking about his cock, but
|
|
she couldn't keep it out of her mind. Finally, fatigue won out and
|
|
she felt herself drifting off.
|
|
As she slept, she began to dream. In her dream, she was asleep in the
|
|
woods by a softly flowing stream. After a while, she awoke and found
|
|
herself thirsty. She walked down to the stream to quench her thirst
|
|
and as she drank, she heard something splashing in the water down the
|
|
stream. Getting up, she realized that she was naked, but she had to
|
|
find out what was splashing in the stream. Pulling her long, brown
|
|
hair down over her breasts, she tried to hide her nakedness as she
|
|
walked down the stream toward the splashing sound.
|
|
At last, she crept up behind a bush and slowly parted the branches.
|
|
Peering out onto a large, shallow pond, she saw a naked man standing
|
|
in the middle of it facing away from her. He was standing in water
|
|
that came up to his powerfully muscled buttocks. Because he was
|
|
facing away from her, she couldn't see what he was doing to make so
|
|
much noise, but it looked like he was fighting with something in front
|
|
of him. Catherine suddenly realized that the man was her son Seth.
|
|
Then as she watched him with depraved curiosity, he slowly turned and
|
|
faced her. She could now see that he wasn't fighting with anything.
|
|
He was masturbating himself, but his penis was so gigantic it took
|
|
both of his hands to encircle its gigantic circumference. Gasping in
|
|
disbelief, she stared at her son as he tried to stroke his monstrous
|
|
penis. It was so long, its great purple head was even with his mouth.
|
|
Staring at her son as he beat his gargantuan cock, she saw him lean
|
|
forward and suck the great cockhead into his mouth. Suddenly, she
|
|
felt like her own pussy had caught on fire as she watched Seth sucking
|
|
himself at the same time he masturbated himself. The unholy heat from
|
|
the ungodly flames inside her cunt was engulfing her whole body as she
|
|
watched Seth slowly suck more and more of the elephantine cock into
|
|
his mouth. As the burning agony spread to her breasts, setting her
|
|
nipples ablaze with its wicked incandescence, she saw that he had
|
|
consumed his entire cock. Her son's enormous pendulous balls seemed to
|
|
dangle down from his mouth and he was bent almost in double as he took
|
|
his cock into his mouth. He looked like a sadistically evil gargoyle.
|
|
Suddenly, she saw that her son was staring back at her as she hid
|
|
behind the bush. As he glared at her, she felt the bush fall away,
|
|
leaving her standing before him naked. Trying to hide her nakedness
|
|
from him, she saw that he was raising his head and letting the
|
|
gigantic, evil looking penis slowly slither out of his mouth. She
|
|
stopped trying to hide herself from him as she became transfixed by
|
|
the malignant, pink cylinder of hard, unyielding cock sliding out of
|
|
her son't mouth. At last, only the monster's bulbous purple head
|
|
remained inside his mouth as he quickly began to masturbate it again.
|
|
As he violently stroked the malevolent ogre, he waded across the pool
|
|
toward her. Suddenly, she found herself lying on her back with him
|
|
standing between her outstretched legs. She waited breathlessly,
|
|
staring up at her son towering above her stroking his gigantic penis.
|
|
At last, Seth spit out the head of his cock and bent it down toward
|
|
her. Watching on in horror, she saw his cock begin to gush out a
|
|
river of thick, creamy white milk. She felt the fiery milk splash
|
|
onto her scalding her skin with the blistering heat. More and more
|
|
of the thick, glutinous syrup spurted out of his cock, quickly
|
|
covering her with it's flaming, clinging stickiness. Still it
|
|
wouldn't stop and she felt herself drowning in her son's hot, syrupy
|
|
semen.
|
|
Gasping for breath, she awoke. It took her several seconds to gather
|
|
her senses. At last she realized where she was. The dream had been
|
|
so vivid and realistic, she didn't know if she was asleep or awake.
|
|
She felt like her whole body was burning with a fever and her forehead
|
|
was drenched with perspiration.
|
|
Lying there, breathing hard, she felt something crawling over her
|
|
sleeping bag.
|
|
She was terrified. What if a snake had gotten into the tent? She
|
|
stopped breathing, afraid that she would spook the snake or spider or
|
|
what ever it was. She waited in terror for it to move away, wishing
|
|
that is was all a bad dream, but knowing it wasn't. Whatever it was,
|
|
it was determinedly crawling up over her breast, heading for the top
|
|
of the sleeping bag. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as she
|
|
felt it move higher and higher.
|
|
Then it slipped off the sleeping bag and down onto her shoulder. It
|
|
was a hand. A hand stealthily groping its way into her sleeping bag.
|
|
Thank God. It was probably Brian ready for some more fun and games.
|
|
Then as she felt the hand slowly steal down from her shoulder toward
|
|
her breast, she realized that it couldn't be Brian's hand. What was
|
|
happening, she wanted to know. Then it came to her. It was Seth's
|
|
hand. What was he doing? Was he groping her in his sleep? She
|
|
didn't know what to do. She knew that she should stop him. But she
|
|
didn't want to startle him and cause a big commotion. If he was
|
|
asleep, it didn't really matter, she tried to reason, and if he was
|
|
awake? No, she knew that he wouldn't do such a thing if he was awake.
|
|
|
|
So she lay unmoving, trying to figure how to handle the crisis. But
|
|
as she felt his hand slip lower and lower it seemed to be on a
|
|
mission. It wasn't the aimless wandering of an uncontrolled hand.
|
|
All at once, it brushed across her now swollen and tender nipple. As
|
|
appalling as it was, she found herself becoming sexually aroused. How
|
|
could she feel aroused by her son's groping hand, she wondered as she
|
|
suddenly felt an overpowering craving to feel her son's giant penis
|
|
inside her burning pussy. As wicked and immoral as the thought was,
|
|
she couldn't stop herself from thinking it. Unbelievably, she was
|
|
allowing Seth to gently fondle and caress her nipple until it grew
|
|
puffy and almost painfully sensitive.
|
|
At last, she felt his fingers move away from her tingling nipple and
|
|
try to move farther down her body. Thankfully, his hand was stopped
|
|
by the zipper on the sleeping bag. Thinking she had been saved, she
|
|
felt his fingers retrace their path back up over her irritated nipple
|
|
and back out of the sleeping bag.
|
|
Grateful for her pardon, she was mortified to hear the soft purring of
|
|
the bag's zipper as Seth quietly unzipped their sleeping bag. She had
|
|
thought he would give up, but now he was growing even bolder. Wishing
|
|
he hadn't continued on, she begrudgingly respected his perseverance.
|
|
Waiting for Seth's next move, she was torn between revulsion and
|
|
excitement. It was so wrong, but it was so exciting. What should she
|
|
do? She knew that if she didn't do something soon Seth would have his
|
|
hand exploring places he had no right to explore. What was she to do?
|
|
Finally, deciding to move, she groaned and rolled over closer to the
|
|
unzipped opening of the sleeping bag. As she did, she spread her legs
|
|
apart as much as she could without seeming obvious.
|
|
She could hear Seth huff in panic as he quickly retreated back away
|
|
from her. Faking sleep, she waited to see if she had frightened him
|
|
off, half hoping that she had while at the same time hoping she
|
|
hadn't.
|
|
Nothing happened for several minutes. Then she a soft breath of cool
|
|
air on her skin. Seth had opened her sleeping bag once again.
|
|
She felt like she was lying on pins and needles as she waited for his
|
|
next move. Then it came as she felt his fingers gently skim over her
|
|
thigh. She felt him gently touch her skin for a second, then back
|
|
away as if he were afraid he would awake her. When she didn't move,
|
|
she felt his hand return and with more boldness, gently brush her
|
|
thigh again. When she didn't move a second time, he grew bolder and
|
|
softly caressed the warm smoothness of her thigh. As his fingers
|
|
fluttered over her upper thigh, she sensed that he was searching for
|
|
her secret place. As if to validate her thoughts, his fingers slowly
|
|
crept up and over her thigh until they finally found her curly patch
|
|
of pubic hair. The instant his fingers reached the silky curls of
|
|
fine hair that covered her womanhood, she heard his breathing become
|
|
more labored. Knowing that he was trying to move as secretly as
|
|
possible, she could still feel the charged excitement that was
|
|
flowing through his fingers. She had forgotten that he was her son
|
|
and was enjoying the sheer excitement of the forbidden thing they were
|
|
doing. She felt like a teenager on her first date, waiting for her
|
|
date to touch her in that place, for the very first time. Even as she
|
|
surrendered herself to this moment of illicit passion, she knew that
|
|
it was taboo and it would be disastrous for her to let it continue.
|
|
Still, she was powerless to stop it.
|
|
She was having trouble keeping her own breathing rate steady as she
|
|
felt her son's fingers slowly move down through the tangled forest of
|
|
hair to her wet, waiting womanplace. Her cunt was overflowing in
|
|
anticipation of the arrival of his fingers. She knew she must stop
|
|
it, but her whole body was paralyzed by the intense passion that was
|
|
coursing through her nervous system.
|
|
Suddenly, she felt a spasm pleasure tear through her clitoris as his
|
|
finger brushed over the painfully sensitive little knob. She felt as
|
|
if she were going to faint. She had never felt such wicked and evil
|
|
pleasure. He tenderly rubbed her clit again, tickling it as she felt
|
|
herself almost yielding to the lustful feelings pouring from her
|
|
throbbing love wound.
|
|
Finally, after several moments, she felt his fingers migrate farther
|
|
down. They gently grazed the soft, limp lips of her vagina.
|
|
Suddenly, she felt his fingers find the core of her womanhood as a
|
|
flash of heat burst through her cunt. It was all she could do to keep
|
|
from screaming out her excitement as he softly begin to curiously
|
|
explore her hot, dripping wetness.
|
|
Gently playing with the bloated lips of flesh surrounding the deep,
|
|
wet chamber, Seth finally slipped a finger down inside the dripping,
|
|
hot slot. Hesitating for a moment, he waited for a reaction from her
|
|
and when she didn't respond, she felt him cautiously ease his finger
|
|
into her, deeper and deeper.
|
|
At last she could restrain herself no longer.
|
|
Moaning softly, she spread her legs apart and opened herself wider as
|
|
she took hold of his hand and pushed his probing fingers deeper inside
|
|
the scorching sheath of her quivering cunt.
|
|
"Oh, Brian, Baby," she whispered softly so that only Seth could hear,
|
|
hoping to make him think she thought he was Brian. It was the only
|
|
way she could think to continue their illicit little game.
|
|
His hand froze for several moments. She stayed still to see if she
|
|
had fooled him. Then she felt it. His fingers gradually began to
|
|
slip in and out of her again as he gently finger-fucked her.
|
|
She was enjoying the feel of his fingers inside her, but she really
|
|
wanted his giant cock inside her. Even wanting him as badly as she
|
|
did, she didn't know if she should attempt it.
|
|
Hoping to get enough gratification from Seth's fingers, she lay
|
|
motionless letting him finger-fuck her. She knew his fingers must be
|
|
dripping with her juice. Still, they wickedly sloshed in and out of
|
|
her sopping slit.
|
|
She felt herself slipping toward an orgasm, but knew that it would
|
|
take forever for her to finish this way. Finally with a fatalistic
|
|
purposefulness, she decided to take the risk.
|
|
Ever so carefully, she painstakingly eased her hand out of her
|
|
sleeping bag and into his sleeping bag. Then ever so slowly, she
|
|
stealthily inched her hand down until it was near where she imagined
|
|
his gigantic cock would be waiting.
|
|
Taking a deep breath, she sent her hand hurriedly searching for his
|
|
manhood as she turned away from him and thrust her big, soft bottom
|
|
toward him.
|
|
"Oh, Brian, Baby," she whispered over her shoulder so softly only Seth
|
|
could hear her, "I need you, baby, put it in me."
|
|
"Oh, Yes, please," she gasped as her hand found her son's huge pole
|
|
jutting out from his crotch.
|
|
It was so big, she couldn't even wrap her hand around it. Maybe she
|
|
had made a mistake. Maybe his gigantic cock was too fucking big to fit
|
|
inside her tight cunt, but it was too late now. She had invited him
|
|
to fuck her.
|
|
Holding onto Seth's bounding monster with one hand, she lifted up the
|
|
flap of his sleeping bag with her other hand. As discretely as she
|
|
could, she slipped from one bag to the other, trying to fool Seth and
|
|
not wake Brian. Scooting back against her son, she could feel his
|
|
great cock jumping and jerking with impatient excitement. Hoping that
|
|
he wouldn't ejaculate before she had him inside her, she quickly
|
|
shoved his massive prick down between her legs. Her legs were tired,
|
|
but she lifted one and guided the bulbous cockhead of her son's prick
|
|
down to the steaming core of her overheated womanhood. Eagerly
|
|
pushing her hips back, she suddenly felt herself brutally invaded by
|
|
the gigantic hugeness of her son's mammoth cockhead. She heard him
|
|
growl out like a male lion in heat as his gigantic maleness knifed up
|
|
into her. She fought to keep from moaning as she felt the boy's
|
|
enormous cock penetrate her femininity.
|
|
Forcing his way into the soft, burning mushiness of his mother's cunt,
|
|
Seth thrust himself into her deeper and deeper. He couldn't believe
|
|
that it was really happening. He was fucking his beautiful mother.
|
|
And, she was urging him on.
|
|
His dick was so long, she thought it would never end but finally the
|
|
horrendous cockhead crashed into her vulva, stopping it from going
|
|
further.
|
|
Quickly rocking her hips back and forth, she milked and pulled on her
|
|
son's cock with her tenacious cunt muscles as she fucked her son.
|
|
Hoping they wouldn't wake Brian, she felt Seth begin to fuck her
|
|
savagely.
|
|
Burying his massive love-weapon inside her all the way to the hilt
|
|
every time he rammed it inside her, he was quickly approaching
|
|
meltdown. As he fucked his mother, Seth reached around her and
|
|
grabbed one of her big, soft tits. Roughly squeezing and massaging
|
|
it, he continued to fuck her brutally.
|
|
Then to her amazement, she felt her climax nearing as her son fucked
|
|
her deep and hard.
|
|
Then abruptly, she felt him shudder and his whole body become rigid.
|
|
His colossal cock swelled up even larger and immediately exploded
|
|
inside her cunt. Consumed by the sheer wickedness of what was
|
|
happening between them, she was swept away on the wings of her climax.
|
|
As she felt the waves of pleasure wash over her, she felt a torrent of
|
|
her son's superheated semen spurt out onto the delicate walls of her
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vagina. The gush of his boiling cum threatened to scorch the
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delicate walls of her vagina as she floated on her own sea of
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gratification.
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His cock felt like a huge roman candle, as it shot out load after load
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of his virulent boy cream into her over-stuffed vagina filling it to
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overflowing in moments.
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Her climax had been intense but ended quickly. Even as she crashed
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back down to earth, she could hear her son sobbing softly as he
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continued to thrust himself into her, filling her with his corrupt
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seed.
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Wanting to comfort him, she knew that if she did, it would give away
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any hope she had of fooling him. Holding back her own tears, she let
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him keep on thrusting into her womanhood. The jabs grew weaker and
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weaker and at last, stopped. Not moving, she kept up the pretense as
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she felt her son's hugeness slowly diminish in size and retreat back
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down the drenched channel of her sopping pussy.
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After four or five minutes, Seth's shrunken boything finally slipped
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out of his mother.
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"Oh, Brian," Catherine mumbled over her shoulder, "that was wonderful.
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I loved it."
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Rolling over, she deftly slipped out of one sleeping bag into the
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other without making it seem obvious. Hoping that her hoax had fooled
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her son, she reached back and gently took hold of his limp cock and
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gave it one last squeeze.
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"Night, night, My Love," she whispered, releasing him and turning
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over.
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Snuggling up against Brian, she heard Seth turn over in his sleeping
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blanket. Soon, she was asleep, dreaming of the wonderful sense of
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fulfillment she felt for the moment.
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